国外经典英文短诗：The Fruit Garden Path

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国外经典英文短诗：The Fruit Garden Path
　　The path runs straight between the flowering rows,
　　A moonlit path, hemmed in by beds of bloom,
　　Where phlox and marigolds dispute for room
　　With tall, red dahlias and the briar rose.
　　'T is reckless prodigality which throws
　　Into the night these wafts of rich perfume
　　Which sweep across the garden like a plume.
5 n7 k0 `8 Z% p7 ^4 v& H　　Over the trees a single bright star glows.
8 |  y7 J4 M: l* ]　　Dear garden of my childhood, here my years
　　Have run away like little grains of sand;
　　The moments of my life, its hopes and fears
　　Have all found utterance here, where now I stand;
　　My eyes ache with the weight of unshed tears,
' n: H. g  E  y$ [& S; i　　You are my home, do you not understand?